Chapter 310 - 310: Si Fuqing: A Master of Yin-yang? What a coincidence, so am I (2)

Chapter 310 - 310: Si Fuqing: A Master of Yin-yang? What a coincidence, so am I (2)

Translator: _Min_

To facilitate the investigation of out-of-control evolved beings and subsequently take action, employees of the Supernatural Management Bureau were actually hidden throughout the Great Xia Empire.

These employees included teachers, couriers, doctors, and even repairmen who check water pipes at homes.

The Bureau could promptly handle all supernatural incidents in every region. Xie Yu rubbed his temples, “That’s not what I’m asking.”

“Oh.” Xie Yanqiu, not even looking up, retorted, “Your dad will be back soon, you can leave now.”

Xie Yu:

Fine.

The next day, morning.

Youth With You training base.

As the final night drew nearer, the last twenty-two trainees intensified their training.

“I have no idea where Teacher Si got these dance moves from,” Xu Xiyun wanted nothing more than to collapse on the ground, “they keep getting tougher.”

“They’re indeed challenging,” Shi Yu smiled and nodded, “which is why the performance will be explosive on stage.”

“That’s true,” Xu Xiyun stretched his waist, “I wonder if I can make it into the top three.”

“You definitely can,” Shi Yu said earnestly, “Xiyun, you’ve improved so much, you...”

He couldn’t finish his sentence. Suddenly, his vision darkened, and he uncontrollably fell backward.

Xu Xiyun quickly got up and supported him, “Shi Yu? Shi Yu, are you alright?” “I...” Shi Yu struggled to open his eyes, “I’m fine, just a bit dizzy.” “Why would you be dizzy?” Xu Xiyun felt his forehead, ‘You always have a healthy breakfast, and you don’t have a fever.”

At that moment, someone spoke up, “What’s going on here?”

Xu Xiyun looked up, his expression a mix of emotions, “Teacher Si, I’ll go call the doctor at the training base to check on him, he’s dizzy.”

Si Fuqing squatted down, “Let me take a look first.”

“Teacher Si,” Shi Yu’s forehead began to sweat, “Maybe it’s low blood sugar, I’ll just rest for a bit.”

Xu Xiyun quickly brought some chocolate.

After Shi Yu ate it, his complexion turned even paler.

Si Fuqing, without a sound, checked his pulse through his clothes.

Her eyes slowly deepened.

A few seconds later, she looked up, “Are there any trainees here who recently came back from Eastern Mulberry?”

Xu Xiyun was taken aback, “Yes, in Lin Qingyan’s class, Wei Chenglin, he debuted there and has his own fanbase, currently ranked seventh.”

“Interesting, ” Si Fuqing nodded, smiling, “the culprit comes right to my doorstep, quite bold.”

“Tea-Teacher Si...”

“Yes, I remember you,” Si Fuqing approached unhurriedly, “Your name is Wei

Chenglin. During the second class assignment, you wanted to join my class.”

Wei Chenglin breathed a sigh of relief, “Teacher Sits prowess is well acknowledged. A good bird chooses the tree it perches in. I entered the entertainment industry to climb up, so naturally, I would choose a better mentor.”

Si Fuqing, with one hand in her pocket, had a serene expression, “You’re quite honest in your words, I appreciate honesty in people.”

“Unfortunately, I chose Teacher Si too late.” Wei Chenglin’s fingers, clutching the talisman, tightened, his smile bitter, “But that’s unavoidable, it was my lack of foresight. ”

It was a heartfelt admission.

He wasn’t the only trainee filled with regret.

Everyone knew that following Si Fuqing was akin to securing a debut spot.

Wei Chenglin was aware that with his current ranking, he would certainly debut.

But the difference in resources between the first and second rank was vast, and any advancement counted.

Aware of Si Fuqing’s close watch over Xie Yu and Xu Xiyun, Wei Chenglin shifted his target to Shi Yu.

He had deliberately collected Shi Yu’s fallen hair to craft a small array, aiming to weaken Shi Yu progressively until he had to withdraw from the competition.

Wei Chenglin felt fortunate for having befriended a Master of Yin-Yang during his training in Eastern Mulberry.

Masters of Yin-Yang were common in Eastern Mulberry, easily seen everywhere.

The four major Yin-Yang families – Fujisan, Sakai, Takizawa, and Natsukawawere powerful top-tier forces, even sought after by the Western Continent.

Ironically, in Great Xia, the birthplace of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, Masters of Yin-Yang practitioners were rare.

Wei Chenglin was not worried about being discovered.

Those who weren’t Masters of Yin-Yang couldn’t understand these arts.

Even if Shi Yu collapsed and was taken to a hospital, modern medical equipment wouldn’t detect anything amiss.

“Teacher Si, I was just feeling stuffy in the dance studio and came out for a walk,” Wei Chenglin, noticing Si Fuqing’s silence, grew anxious. He bit his lip, “I should go back, or Teacher Lin will start worrying.” He lowered his head, quickly moving past Si Fuqing.

But at that moment, his hand suddenly went numb.

The paper talisman hidden in his sleeve dropped to the ground.

Startled, Wei Chenglin moved to pick it up.

But before he could reach out, Si Fuqing finally spoke, “A talisman, a Master of

Yin-yang?”

Wei Chenglin jerked his head up, his pupils sharply contracting. Si Fuqing tilted her head, “What a coincidence, so am 1..”